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High on adrenaline after the chase, the White Rabbit stepped out of his car and made his way to the grounded, gasping Dante. He crouched down and inspected the pathetic half-demon, then grabbed a fistful of his hair. "It seems I still need to push you harder, Son of Sparda."

As he stood up, his eyes scanned the surrounding area, until his gaze finally landed upon the outline of pink hair behind a concrete road barrier. Someone had been watching. The White Rabbit grinned, casually making his way over to the barrier. Surely, this was just another foolish human-- either a DARKCOM solider, or someone dumb enough to think they could entertain themselves with the chase without being caught. Now that the White Rabbit had managed to capture Dante's amulet, he felt like nothing could get in his way. He was practically God, and this pathetic human was not going to test that.

"Who do we have here?" Rabbit hummed, stepping over the concrete barrier with ease. His eyes trailed to the person hiding behind it, her legs pulled up to her chest and her eyes wide. Just as he had expected. A foolish human. Rabbit tilted his head and crouched down, smiling at her manically, his eyes glistening red with the rush of excitement that was still potent in his veins. The girl finally met his eyes, and he could practically smell the way her heart raced. He was on a power trip that intoxicated him nearly as much as injecting himself with demon blood. 

He then let out a simple sigh, standing up tall again and pulling out a knife. He twirled it in his hand, but before he landed his casual strike and killed the curious human, something caught his eye. A flash of something brown wrapped around the girl's legs-- it only took a moment for the Rabbit to realize what it was. A tail. And then the complimentary dog-like ears became apparent to him, which sat on the girls' long pink hair and twitched from the breeze of the wind. She was no ordinary human. She was a hybrid. 

"I see," Rabbit noted to himself, "you're not like the others, are you?"

The girl just continued to look him in the eyes, her mouth opening and closing before she swallowed with a tiny shake of her head. Like the others? No. She had been an outcast her entire life. In her 23 years of living, she never met anyone who looked quite like her. The best case scenario when it came to meeting new people was that they figured she was wearing a costume, and only resorted to some light teasing. Kemonomimis were enjoyed in no manner other than in fictional universes.

Rabbit smiled. He put his knife away, making the girl's shoulders relax. Something about her had made him change his mind, and she wasn't going to test her luck and ask what. She was simply grateful that somehow, she had piqued the White Rabbit's interest.

The White Rabbit's eyes looked her up and down. She felt his gaze like a snake atop her skin, making her squirm in a way she hoped he didn't quite notice. The Rabbit had no idea that her infatuation with cryptids, monsters, demons, and others alike, had been the sole reason for her curiosity in watching him. As much as instinct should be against this, she was feeling a similar rush of adrenaline that the Rabbit had from the chase, simply from his power over her. 

"What are you?"

White Rabbit was curious, and he had the time to ask. Dante was still lying on the ground just feet away, gasping for air with his face blown half to bits.

"A half-breed, Sir. Some call us kemonomimis..." the girl said, keeping eye contact.

Rabbit smiled. "A hybrid," he hummed, before crouching down again, this time his gloved finger sticking into the loop of the collar that the girl was wearing. 

"And what is your name?" He asked, giving a harsh tug to her collar so she was inches away from his mask.

"S-Sunny, Sir," the girl gasped, her cheeks flushing a deep red from the distance. Every fiber in her body was telling her to escape, turn around, run away-- but there was a part of her that simply couldn't resist the twisted attraction she felt towards the Rabbit. She panted softly, the adrenaline soaking her nervous system, as White Rabbit grinned in satisfaction.

"Sunny. Why don't you come with me?"

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The car ride was full of mixed emotions. Sitting in the armor van that White Rabbit had stolen from DARKCOM, Sunny found herself squirming in the passenger seat– if only because she knew who was sitting right next to her in the driver’s. She was blindfolded with her arms tied behind her back, just in case she somehow tried to escape while he was driving. Rabbit glanced over at her occasionally, finding her helplessness to be quite amusing.

“Antsy, dear?” Rabbit teased. Sunny immediately paused with heavy breaths, her cheeks still flushed red as she was trying to decide whether she was utterly terrified, or disgustingly turned on. Rabbit simply chuckled, using a gloved hand to move some hair behind Sunny’s ear.

“Relax,” he cooed.

Sunny practically melted, her mouth hanging open as she relaxed against the seat. It was as if he had a light switch to her head, and he could just dim her down whenever he wanted. As a power-hungry freak, White Rabbit couldn’t help but love this. He hardly even knew this girl, and yet he felt as if he were becoming addicted.

“Are you scared, dear?” Rabbit asked, if only to stroke his own ego. 

Sunny, with her heart racing and breath shortened, gave a nod. “Well— yes,” she admitted. Of course she was.

That was it. That was why Rabbit liked her so much. She was an open book— she couldn’t hide anything, but rather displayed every ounce of emotion she had on the outside without fail. 

“We’re going back to my home base. I’ve got to keep you blindfolded so you can’t tell anyone where we are. I’m not going to take it off until we’re upstairs, understood?”

Sunny nodded. For being her captor, he was awfully nice to her. She still couldn’t understand why he had decided to spare her, but not anyone else. He was merciless to most, yet upon learning that Sunny was a hybrid, something shifted inside him. He certainly would’ve killed her had she been fully human.

“Dante. Did you see him?” Rabbit asked, breaking the few minutes of silence. Sunny gave the best shrug that she could, given her situation.

“The… white haired one?” She asked.

She sensed the Rabbit nod. “Yes. He’s a hybrid, too. Though he’s half human, half demon. A little prick. But I’m working him towards his Devil Trigger, so I can finally get the demon blood I need,” he explained. Sunny had absolutely no idea what he was talking about, but nodded along anyway.

“Why… why do you need demon blood?” She asked slowly. Carefully. This was the damn White Rabbit she was dealing with, and even if he seemed to like her, he could still turn at any second.

“To finally reconnect Earth with the demon realm,” he said simply, as if that clarified anything to Sunny. She just pressed her lips together thoughtfully, trying to figure out what that even meant.

“Oh, nevermind, darling. You’ll understand with time. All that matters is that you’re with me, and that you stay in this building indefinitely. Is that going to be a problem?” The White Rabbit asked. Sunny quickly shook her head. 

“Good. We’re here.”

The car halted to a stop, and the White Rabbit got out. Sunny remained still in the silent car for a few aching moments, before he finally opened her door. 

“Step on out now,” he instructed. On shaky legs, Sunny slowly made her way out of the car, then stumbled to the side to allow Rabbit to close the door. 

Once he did, he grabbed her arm, then began to pull her towards the building. Sunny continued to stumble, but soon got her footing, although she was still sloppy and uncoordinated.

“Come on, girl, I know you can walk,” the Rabbit hissed. Quickly, Sunny corrected her walking, and was now paced much smoother next to the Rabbit while they headed inside.

Still unable to see anything, Sunny heard mumbles of voices and some quiet chuckles once they were inside. The floor had gone from concrete to marble, and with the Rabbit’s firm instructions, they transitioned from the first floor to the stairwell. 

“That’s it, going up. We’re turning left right here,” he would guide, with Sunny eventually walking perfectly in tune with him. Once they finally made it to the designated room, the Rabbit sat her down in a chair, and she could only hear his distant shuffles.

“Before I keep you captive and alive, ” Rabbit began, shuffling through a drawer, “I need to be absolutely positive that you’re not some sort of spy.”

Sunny’s eyes widened underneath the mask, but she couldn’t quite think of anything to say. All she could do was wait and see what the Rabbit had in mind for her.

She heard his footsteps approaching, and felt herself squirm again. The Rabbit only chuckled.

“Don’t worry, it’ll be quick,” he assured, before she felt him sit down right across from her. Without a moment’s notice, she felt the flat side of a cold blade press against her thigh, making her gasp.

“What’s your full name, Sunny?” The Rabbit began.

“S-Sonya. Sonya Sabella,” she breathed.

“Mhm. Where are you from?” He continued.

“Flatwoods, West Virginia,” she quickly answered, feeling her thigh slightly shake. At this, Rabbit began to tease the blade up her thigh, making its way to her hip.

“What do you know about my amulet?” 

Sunny was at a loss now, her mouth opening and closing.

“You… you took it from Dante,” is all that she could recall. There was silence for a moment, and then she felt the blade lift from her thigh.

“Is there anything else that you know that could be of value to me, Miss Sabella?” Rabbit asked, his words accompanied by the presence of his blade against her neck. Sonya gasped and raised her head immediately, wanting to display her deference to him.

“N-no Sir, nothing at all,” Sonya promised, swallowing and panting against the blade. White Rabbit kept the blade there for an extra long moment, then pulled it away, giving a satisfactory grunt.

“Very good, dear. You passed,” he mused cheerily. Sunny let out a breath of relief. She heard him put the blade away, then he untied her blindfold.

“Welcome to your new home.” 

Her eyes blinked open and adjusted to the light, then she quickly looked around. The room had dark walls, but was decently lit with an overhead fluorescent light. There was a rackety bed in the corner, a small desk, and a dresser. It was much smaller than an apartment, but she figured it would work for now.

“Th-thank you, Sir,” she made sure to say. 

White Rabbit only smiled. Then, he leaned over and began to untie the ropes behind her back. “Are you going to behave?” He hummed.

She nodded quickly. He looked down at her and they met eyes, making the Rabbit pause. 

“Do you know why I decided not to kill you?” The Rabbit hummed. Sonya’s breath caught in her throat as she gave a slow shake of her head.

“Because of those damn puppy-dog eyes,” he chuckled. Then, Sunny felt his hand press against her chest, making her gasp. “And the way I can hear your heart as it starts to race,” he continued, slowly trailing his hand down further. Sonya panted, trying to control herself, but it was proving immensely hard. Suddenly, Rabbit used his other hand and yanked the ropes back against the chair behind her, making sure she was pinned back. “And the way you get wet every time I tease you. I have to admit, the whole time I had the knife pointed at you, I was watching somewhere else.”

Finally, Sunny moaned, too turned on by imagining Rabbit’s words. He simply chuckled and stopped his hand right atop her privates, making her squirm and gasp.

“I’ve never met someone like you. Someone who finds a man in a bunny suit attractive.”

For a moment, Sonya was taking in his words– realizing that he wasn’t a cryptid or a demon at all, but rather a man in a bunny suit . Even so, he was twisted and maniacal… and downright hot. She was still equally as turned on despite this new information.

“Please…” She whined, making him hum in his condescending way.

“Do you like that I can kill you at any moment? Hmm? That you have absolutely no power against me?” He mused, as she felt him taking off his glove. Sonya could only nod quickly, her eyes glossed over but fixated on his. He just smiled, his gaze burning into her skull.

“You saw what I did to those men out there, didn’t you? And yet, it didn’t scare you away…” he continued, his hand now unbuttoning her jean shorts. Sunny just moaned again, right into his face– and he enjoyed it.

“You wanted to get caught,” he observed, now pulling down her panties, “you wanted me to take you home,” he said, his bare fingers now rubbing against her entrance. His other hand continued to pull her back against the chair, making sure that she couldn’t use her arms. Her thighs shook with anticipation, her entrance practically dripping.

“Y-yes, yes Sir!” she agreed needily, panting from how afraid and turned on she was at the same time. It only made her hot and bothered to know how skilled he was compared to her, how bloodthirsty and apathetic he could be. And yet, still he was pursuing her– with complete and utter power over her.

Finally, he pressed his fingers into her, and they were just how she would’ve expected. Long, slender, and hungry to tear apart her insides. She moaned loudly and tried to pull her hips away from sensitivity, but he made sure to only go deeper, her hips forcefully pressed against the seat while he dug into her.

“Quiet,” he hummed, letting go of her arms to now silence her mouth, his grin only widening as he curled his fingers up into her, making her eyes roll back. She breathed heavily out of her nose but he allowed no sound to come from her mouth, nothing but the squelching of her being fingered filling up the room.

It was music to his ears. He was clearly eager for more, now adding a third finger to her insides and making her gush slick, her entire body shaking from the immense pleasure. As she started to get close, he only kept up his pace, watching her expression as it shifted from satisfaction to desperation. 

“Mmm~” she moaned against his hand. At that, he stuck two of his fingers into her mouth to silence her, making her choke before she got used to the feeling. His thumb started to rub her clit, and now she could hardly keep her eyes open because of how good it felt.

“Getting close, darling~?” He asked, to which Sunny lazily nodded. Rabbit chuckled and leaned closer to smell her scent, a mix of rosewater and sweat.

“Come,” he instructed into her ear, which was more than enough to cause her to see stars. She completely melted under his control, her body fully giving in to his command and allowing her to come harder than she ever had before. She coated his fingers in slick, her chest rising and falling quickly as she struggled to breathe through the pleasure. Rabbit loved to watch her struggle.

“Mmm– mmmh–” she mumbled against his hand, quickly becoming overstimulated by his fingers still inside of her. Despite this, White Rabbit continued, making tears prick the corners of her eyes as she was milked more, her liquid continuing to squirt.

"Thaaaat’s it~” Rabbit cooed, keeping his fingers going until he had gotten every last drop. Finally, he slowed down to a stop, then pulled his fingers out of her. He moved his other hand away from her mouth and stuck his wet fingers in, his gaze being enough instruction for her to know to suck on it.

She swallowed as much of her own come as possible, then lazily opened her eyes to meet the Rabbit’s again. He smiled, then casually wiped his hand on his nice suit and stepped back.

“Freshen up, darling,” he said, putting his gloves back on, “you should be able to get out of the ropes now.”

Sonya, still panting, slowly removed her arms from the ropes, which had left pretty red marks on her skin. She shakily pulled her panties and shorts back up, then looked back at the Rabbit. He just smiled.

“I’ll return in a bit. Help yourself to the snacks in the drawer.”

Then, the White Rabbit left without looking back.

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Sunny was panting and practically pulsating. How had the Rabbit just left like that? As if nothing happened at all? She couldn’t tell if his supposed indifference was frustrating or attractive.

After she recovered, she spent the next half hour of her time exploring the room. She looked through every inch– under the bed mattress, in each of the dresser drawers, behind the desk– simply out of pure curiosity. There were small marks on the walls, a dent in the floor, and as the Rabbit mentioned, a plethora of snacks in the top dresser drawer. They were the cheap ones from the gas station, but Sunny realized just how hungry she was from looking at them.

After eating a couple of snacks, Sunny started to get rather impatient. How long was he going to be? How long was ‘ a bit’ to him?

Sonya huffed quietly and made her way up to the door. She couldn’t hear anything on the other side, but still felt compelled to put her ear up against the hard surface.

Mumbles. She could hear mumbles, now. Still entirely indecipherable. With frustration, Sunny gently began to pull at the door handle– but just as she did, there was movement on the other side.

“Where does puppy think she’s going?” 

Sunny took a step back with wide eyes just as she saw the White Rabbit walking inside. She put her hands behind her back and looked up at him, her cheeks flushing a dark red.

“I-I’m sorry,” she quickly said. White Rabbit looked displeased. Embarrassed and ashamed, Sunny slowly brought herself down to her knees, still watching him apologetically. Rabbit crossed his arms and stared at her with a harsh gaze, making it hard for her to find her words.

“Don’t bother. Here I was, planning some fun, stress-relieving activities for us, and you just had to go and disobey me. It seems I need to break you in a bit, don’t I?” He asked, an edge to his voice.

Sunny gave a small nod, eager to do anything the Rabbit wanted in order to be forgiven. Rabbit leaned forward and grabbed a fistful of Sunny’s hair, pulling her up from the ground and back onto her feet. She stumbled a bit, and was surprised to see her captor take out some sort of cord with his other hand.

Except it wasn’t a cord. It was a leash. 

He hooked the leash onto her collar and let go of her hair, now pulling her out of the room with him. Sunny stumbled, but followed along the quickest she could.

Her tail was between her legs while she walked. While she enjoyed being publicly humiliated, she was still being publicly humiliated, and now every living being in this building could see Sunny being dragged by a leash by the most powerful villain in town.

As they walked, the Rabbit caught a stare. One of the demons that were roaming free looked at the couple up and down, then her nose scrunched.

“Is this a joke, boss? What the hell are you doing?” She asked with a snort. The Rabbit, his expression unwavering, pulled his gun from its holster and swiftly shot her head clean off. He was not playing.

“Anyone else?” Rabbit asked with a comical smile, blowing smoke from the tip of the gun. None of the other demons said a word, but rather just went about their tasks, and Rabbit was soon back to dragging Sunny across the room without a glance.

“Where… are we going?” Sunny dared to ask.

“To your training room, my dear,” Rabbit said simply. Soon enough, they were in an elevator heading to the second lowest floor.

“Now while I was out, I also got my hands on a few… toys. You’ll get to try some today. But you will not be allowed to come.”

Sunny held back a pout. She knew it was deserved, given her disobedience, but that didn’t mean she wasn’t still aching for it. She was hypersexual after all, and always wanted to come at any given moment. Nevertheless, it was for good reason.

The elevator opened, and Rabbit tugged on her leash again, leading her into a dim hallway. Soon, they stopped somewhere in the middle of the hall, and Rabbit opened a metal door and led Sunny into a room. It was a bit chilly, and housed several different devices and machines that Sunny couldn’t imagine the use for.

Rabbit hooked the leash onto a pole and then began to rearrange some of the devices, leaving Sonya shivering and in nothing but her crop top and shorts. Now that she wasn’t walking, the room felt freezing.

“Cold for a good purpose, my dear. I’m going to warm you up quite splendidly, then eat you for dinner,” said the Rabbit. Sonya’s eyes widened, as if the Rabbit was really going to eat her– which didn’t seem like a far-fetched possibility– but she tried to stifle those thoughts. Still, she couldn’t help but wonder what exactly the Rabbit was going to do to her.

Once he was done arranging the room, leaving three different devices in the middle and the rest hidden against the wall, the Rabbit came back over to Sunny and unhooked her leash. 

“To the first device, my darling,” he cooed, leading Sonya over to two pieces of glazed wood making an X-shape, with shackles near the top and bottom. Sonya’s eyes widened, as she realized she was going to be put on full display for her captor.

“What? Isn’t this what you wanted?” The Rabbit asked. Sonya nodded, her cheeks flushed and hot with nervousness, as she glanced at the Rabbit and caught his expectant expression. Right, she was supposed to be naked for this, wasn’t she?

Quickly, Sonya stripped herself of all of her clothes, then set them aside on the concrete floor. She shivered as her bare feet touched the cold ground, but she was soon shuffled by the Rabbit over to her new device.

“I take it you can intuitively understand how to get into this device, yes?” Rabbit asked. Sunny, with her cheeks now becoming so hot she was almost dizzy, nodded again and turned around, lifting up her arms and spreading her legs so she could be strapped in. The Rabbit took his sweet time hooking her up, his arms sometimes getting adventurous and trailing down her torso, making her arch her back.

“Please-” she whispered, but soon regretted it as Rabbit’s expression fell.

“Today is a day about rules. I’m going to teach you how to respect your master. The first rule is that you are not allowed to beg unless I give you permission to.”

All of the shackles were now tight around Sonya’s wrists and ankles, and she couldn’t help but intuitively squirm once he stepped away. Thankfully, her tail was not squished behind her, but was rather allowed room to stick out behind the device. 

“O-okay,” Sonya breathed, still getting used to the new position.

“Second, you may only come on my command. Of course, that’s irrelevant for today’s session, but keep it in mind for the future,” he said simply, then turned away to go fetch something. Sonya’s heart raced as she tugged at the restraints, to no avail. She felt herself growing wet. Something about being restrained and put on display for the Rabbit to see, with nowhere for her to run, was overwhelmingly hot. 

Rabbit then returned with something in his hand: a large white vibrator. Sunny immediately felt her entire body grow hot with need, which was entirely apparent based on the way she tried to pull her legs together without thinking. The Rabbit even chuckled, making Sunny shiver, as he plugged in the wand and walked up to her shaking, needy body.

“Someone’s excited,” Rabbit smiled. Sonya immediately nodded, desperation in her eyes as she held back a whine, but it was hardly any use. The neediness on her face was enough to tell her captor exactly what she wanted.

She felt as he pressed the vibrator against her thigh, making it quiver underneath the toy’s touch. He brought the toy further up, towards her hip, making her gasp and throw her head back, her eyes nearly rolled back from the pure need.

He then did the same thing to the other side, which nearly drove Sonya crazy. She wanted nothing more than to beg, to plead for the granting of her pleasure, but she remembered his rules. No begging without permission.

Finally, with no further teasing, the Rabbit pressed the vibrator in between Sonya’s fold right on her needy clit. Sonya immediately moaned; even if the toy wasn’t turned on yet, just the touch to such a sensitive area was enough to make her dizzy.

“How pathetic,” Rabbit chuckled. Sonya whined.

He turned the vibrator onto the lowest setting. Sonya’s thighs immediately shook, her mouth opening and closing to make no more sounds, just desperate breaths. Her wrists tugged at the shackles, making them jingle, and this caused her master to chuckle in satisfaction.

“Good,” he said. Now, she moaned. Something about his praise sent waves of pleasure down her spine– it wasn’t just her appearance that made her a canine, but her mind too: she was a dumb puppy who loved getting positive reinforcement from its master.

Rabbit turned the toy up a setting, making Sonya whimper and pull at her restraints desperately. This was more than just a light vibration– now it was sending waves of intensity down her legs and up her torso, reaching to the edge of her fingertips and making them buzz. Sonya’s eyes rolled back into her head as she gasped and tugged desperately, but there was nowhere for her to go; she was stuck here, made to take it by her master.

She felt wetness dripping from the vibrator onto her thighs. This was certainly the wettest she had ever been, it was like she was soaking, and her mind felt short-circuited from all of the pleasure and need that clouded her mind. In her haze, she forgot about her rule: all she could focus on was the need to come, and the building of that warm heat in her abdomen that held that promise.

Sonya began to pant and moan with each breath, her body starting to bead with sweat from head to toe. Rabbit was certainly right about not needing to mind the cold once he had his way with her. Out of seemingly nowhere, the vibration intensified– Rabbit must’ve turned it all the way up now. The ecstasy she was relishing in became tenfold, almost too much for her to handle. Her mind became a hazy fog, her toes began to curl and uncurl, her hands grasped mindlessly at the air, and through it all– Rabbit did not stop. 

He enjoyed watching her squirm and shake, hardly able to compose herself as she let out incomprehensible moans. He studied her intently, wanting to try and predict when she might come, just so he could take the pleasure away at the exact right moment. He was already growing excited just imagining her desperate state, her tear-stricken eyes as she held back her pleas, trying to be good for an unforgiving master…

Ah, there it was. Sonya was right about to come. Her body was starting to tense, her brows furrowed, her moans became more concentrated, and right as she was about to fall over the edge, Rabbit took the vibrator away and turned it off.

Cries. Sunny shook violently as her body tried to chase the toy, to use a bit more vibration to get off, but it was no use. Rabbit was not going to grant her that pleasure. Instead he just watched as she thrashed against the restraints, her eyes squeezed shut but letting out salty tears of desperation. Aww, what a needy girl.

“P– mmh–” Sonya began, seemingly starting to beg before she caught herself, somehow remembering her other rule. Rabbit grinned at this, but gave her no ounce of sympathy: he was simply enjoying watching her writhe the best that she could.

Her hips thrusted at the air, wetness coating her thighs as she bit her lip to try and redirect her mind, but it was no use. It took a good, long five minutes of whimpering and squirming before she finally became calm again. Rabbit enjoyed the sight of her cheeks flushed red and covered in tears. 

“Well, well. Someone had a good time. Too bad it had to be ruined because of bad behavior,” Rabbit mused. He unplugged the vibrator and began to walk away, and even though Sonya knew this session was over, she still whined in protest.

“Maybe next time you’ll be good for your master, and he’ll allow you to get a treat, if you deserve it,” he continued, starting to clean the toy as he listened to Sonya’s staggered breaths. It was music to his ears.

Once he was finished, he put the toy away into an organized chest and headed back over to Sonya, and it was just as satisfying to see her messy state as the first time around. Casually, Rabbit began to unclasp Sonya’s restraints, and he couldn’t help but enjoy the weakness in her arms as she let them fall to her sides. He had really wrung her out.

“Th-thank you,” Sonya said, just quiet enough for Rabbit to not catch it. He undid the rest of her restraints and stood up, watching her catch her balance on shaky legs.

“What was that, dear?” Rabbit asked, adjusting his suit.

“Thank you,” she said again, looking up at him with her eyes glossed over. Rabbit bit his tongue as he felt a warm heat wash over himself.

“Good,” he said simply, as one of his gloved fingers began to rub along her thighs, making her breath catch in her throat. “And if you’re good next time,” he continued, pressing two fingers between her wet folds, “I promise to grant you a night you will never forget.”

Quite literally, Sonya folded. Rabbit was not expecting her to lose her balance and collapse onto him, her hands gripping his chest and arm. She gently grinded against his fingers with a whine, clearly unbearably needy, and Rabbit had to dig his tooth into his tongue enough to make it bleed so he wouldn’t rail here right here and now.

But no. She would have to wait for that. What was he even thinking, revealing that much to her? She was a play-thing for him, nothing more. She would never get close enough to see any more than his bare hands.

“That’s enough. To your room, now,” Rabbit said simply, stepping back and pulling his hand away. He steadied Sonya back to her feet and grabbed her leash, then tugged her over to her clothes.

“Get dressed, my dear. Then you can wash up before dinner.”